Plastic Crowns

Never says what's in his head he's got it all figured out
Living legend he's got bread but he can't even smile
Walking the green mile so long will it ever end?
Walking fast, left to pass, you don't know where to go
Never last, who's keeping track?
But he's got written in ones and zeros the life that you're owed
He sleeps with one eye closed
His face is stone cold

Ooo, what's he got to prove?
Ooo, you're living life the fool
So tell me are you a lover or fighter?
Always fighting things you love
So tell me mister is it alright if I tell you all the things you're not?
Cause, every single day you get a little bit colder
And every single day you wonder when it'll be over

Never speaks aloud
All those words he's found
To talk about his lonely life
All those shapes in the clouds
He flips around
So he looks down on the heavens above
Competing for hallowed grounds
Wearing plastic crowns
Shooting blank rounds at the sun
Have you forgotten who you are and where you're from?
One day, maybe one day
It'll be okay, it'll be okay
Always, always so afraid, of one day
One day, maybe one day
One day, maybe one day

Ooo, what's he got to prove
Ooo, you're living life the fool
So tell me are you a lover or fighter
Always fighting the things you love
So tell me mister is it alright if I tell all the things you're not?
Cause, every single day you get a little bit colder
And every single day you wonder when it'll be over

Never says how he lies in bed thinking how he can't go on
Living legend but what's the point?
He can't appreciate a thing that he's got
He's so alone
Wondering if he should even try to go on
I never knew who I was all along



Credits
Writer(s): Carson Bartlett
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